Second Sydney Thoughts

It's my 7th week here and I'm just starting to use the gym in my building. It's quite small and old, but it suits my needs just fine. Unfortunately I've accumulated this dark brown mucus in my lungs because the only ventilation is coming from the small pool room which has so much chlorine in the air that it burns my esophagus when I breath. This is what pneumonia looks like.


I was on a bus and these three people got on. They were joking around and being loud and then this crazy drunk man started screaming at one of them about how he's a piece of shit because he doesn't look out for his friends. The conversation ended with all four of them singing Piano Man.
This is the piano man.


I went to a music festival and the following ensued...
I was in the bathroom and some girl asked me for some eyeliner. I gave it to her. Then she asked me for some mascara. I gave it to her. Then she asked me how her pigtails looked. I said messy but even. Then she said, no I mean do I look young, how old are you? I said 23. She said, oh so I look younger than you right? I don't even remember what I said.
This is what a bitch looks like.


Then I stole a snickers.

I don't like snickers.

Then a smelly, sweaty man came up to us and started talking to us. He seemed nice enough so we made some conversation. Eventually I asked him where he was from and he said 'oh i'm homeless, I sleep out back.'
This is a picture of the man's belongings:

This is what the man looked like.